A hard day's work
My Shrunken Life (Re-Upload)
chapter 29
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doreedo
"Alright, everybody! I think that'll be it for today!" Rachel called out, evidently satisfied with the results she'd obtained. The noise died down amidst the throng of excited models, and Yakima frantically looked around for you. Several times she'd almost been able to store you safely between her massive breasts, but she'd never gotten you in deep enough. Each time she had a hold of you, one of the other models (usually Olivia) would wrestle you away from her. And where were you now?
Yakima's eyes widened- she could see you stuck to Olivia's colossal ass! The taller woman must've pasted you there moments earlier- you were smeared spreadeagled and paper thin across the mountains left cheek, unable to move! Yakima started moving forwards, intent on rescuing you, but someone else beat her too it.
"That'll be all I need from this little guy today. I have to say, Yakima- bringing him here was a real stroke of luck. Our agency is popular, but Ben's 'help' will go a long way in keeping all of you under the limelight." Rachel said, striding over to where Olivia said and peeling you off the statuesque Hispanic woman's ass. For just a second, Yakima thought she saw an almost... disappointed look on Olivia's face, but whatever the look was faded from Olivia's face as rapidly as it had appeared, being replaced by the towering model's usual self-confident sneer.
"Here you are, Yakima. Do inform him that your little companion is always welcome here if he wants to make some pocket money." Rachel remarked, plopping the still paper-thin form of her friend into her waiting palms.
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That had been... an eventful session. Not at all how she'd expected it to go. Yakima gulped nervously, wondering what she was going to say to Ben now that she was showered, dressed, and heading back to her car. Modeling was something she really enjoyed, but today had been... exciting! Exhilarating! And a little scary if she was being honest. She knew that you were more durable than your tiny frame suggested, but Yakima couldn't help but flinching every time you took a particularly brutal beating from one of the other models- whether it was disappearing under Olivia's feet, Cori's boobs, Midori's and Kat's butts...
And she had to fight the little voice in the back of her head that told her that she was in fact enjoying playing with tiny, helpless little Ben. Dragging him across her smooth stomach, stuffing him into her cleavage, and of course- smushing him under her butt. That was the catalyst for how all of this had happened in the first place!
As he was now, Ben was currently whole and hearty, still safely held in her hands as she walked to her car. Neither of them had said anything to the other since Yakima had left the building at the end of her modeling session, and she was starting to get worried.
Yakima hadn't known him for long- but she knew that she liked spending time with him! She hoped her new friend wasn't mad at her.
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Down in Yakima's hands, you were recovering from the shock of the day. Being used as a doll to supplement the model's photoshoots had been wild- never in your life would you have expected to spend an afternoon in the company of a group of mega-babes being passed around them and pressed into their bodies. That was the kind of thing you'd only dreamed of up till now!
You just wished that being used by the models hadn't entailed being 'used and abused' by some of them. Olivia was the worst offender, but all of them (except maybe Yakima herself) had gotten a little rough with you at some point. Still, you didn't hold anything against any of them since other than Olivia you were certain they were just getting caught up in the moment.
And if you were being honest, you couldn't even be mad at Olivia. She was just too hot to stay mad at. Like, holy crap you'd never seen a woman as stacked as she was. Yakima's breasts were gigantic, and Cori's were just as huge- but Olivia was noticeably bigger than them by a full cup size at the absolute minimum. And her ass! Oh God, she had the biggest butt you'd ever seen- and when paired with her titanic rack you had to admit she had the single sexiest body you'd ever seen.
Of course, most of your thoughts about Olivia were the stuff of fantasies, because you really didn't care for her personality, to put it lightly. Yeah, real life Olivia was a goddess made flesh, but that didn't change the fact that she had a dirt-poor personality. Maybe she was a different person in private, but you doubted you'd ever get the chance to find out.
"Ben? Are you okay?" Yakima's soft, worried voice roused you from your not-totally wholesome thoughts.
"Huh? Yeah, I guess I'm fine. Just recovering. Today was... pretty wild." You finished lamely, not sure what else to say.
"Ben, I am so sorry! I never meant for any of that to happen to you! You must be so mad at me!" Yakima fretted. Before she could go too far down that rabbit hole, you calmed her down.
"No, no- I'm not mad! Yeah, I'm not gonna lie- getting squished under feet and in armpits isn't what I'd call a good time, and I was in pain sometimes... but at the end of the day all I can think about is that I made you and your coworkers happy. All of you looked like you were having a really good time... except Olivia, but I don't think she's capable of smiling anyway." Yakima cracked a smile at your last jab to her arrogant coworker, relieved that you weren't angry with her.
"Oh, Ben- you are so sweet, you know that! Really, where have you been all my life?" Yakima giggled, gently ruffling your hair with one finger.
You couldn't let Yakima find out the whole truth- being tossed around between humongous pairs of boobs and bulging bubble butts had been super-hot. Better to let Yakima think of you as a nice wholesome guy than as a little perv. But hey, who could blame you for getting aroused by spending time pressed up to huge butts and snuggled up to huge boobs? You might've been tiny, but you were functioning, healthy male.
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Happy that Her's and Ben's friendship hadn't been tarnished by her unknowingly roping him into her modeling session for the afternoon, Yakima got into her car. She'd been able to hold Ben with one hand and unlock her car with the other, but now that she was in her car, she realized she needed to put Ben somewhere he'd be safe.
"Um, Ben? This is going to be a little awkward, but I'm gonna put you back in my bra for the ride home. I don't want to leave you out on the seat or in the cupholder where you could get thrown around."
Holy cow, this day just kept getting better and better!
"Uh, sure Yakima. I don't have a problem with that. Are you sure you're fine with that?"
Feeling a little less awkward now, Yakima laughed off your question.
"Oh, don't worry about it, Ben! Today's photoshoot really broke the ice between us. Most guys I date don't even last the second date without trying to grab my boobs, but here we are not even dating, and I've already lost count of the number of times I had you between my girls today!" And besides, you weren't going between her boobs again. Yakima brought you down to the low neckline of the tank top she'd changed into and slipped you down into the depths, just about dead center of the neckline.
You were left pinned to the huge, soft bulk of the breast as Yakima deposited you just under the rim of the bra cup, leaving your arms, shoulders, neck and head to poke out from over top the rim of the undergarment. Not like you could see much, the white surface of Yakima's tank top extended over your head leaving you unable to see anything except for what light filtered through the material.
"Alright! We're off, Ben! Uh... just promise me you won't tell my family that the reason you came with me is because you were stuck to my butt. I'll think of some other explanation, I promise!" Yakima said, not wanting to tarnish her reputation with her host family so soon after moving in with them.
What happens next?
1. Yakima goes back to the house and gives you back to your mom, coming up with an excuse for why you spent the afternoon with her.
2. Yakima gets back to the house and is greeted with a worried Kim, who has been looking for you for several hours.
3. Yakima decides to grab some fast food with you as a treat for being such a good sport.
Yakima's eyes widened- she could see you stuck to Olivia's colossal ass! The taller woman must've pasted you there moments earlier- you were smeared spreadeagled and paper thin across the mountains left cheek, unable to move! Yakima started moving forwards, intent on rescuing you, but someone else beat her too it.
"That'll be all I need from this little guy today. I have to say, Yakima- bringing him here was a real stroke of luck. Our agency is popular, but Ben's 'help' will go a long way in keeping all of you under the limelight." Rachel said, striding over to where Olivia said and peeling you off the statuesque Hispanic woman's ass. For just a second, Yakima thought she saw an almost... disappointed look on Olivia's face, but whatever the look was faded from Olivia's face as rapidly as it had appeared, being replaced by the towering model's usual self-confident sneer.
"Here you are, Yakima. Do inform him that your little companion is always welcome here if he wants to make some pocket money." Rachel remarked, plopping the still paper-thin form of her friend into her waiting palms.
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That had been... an eventful session. Not at all how she'd expected it to go. Yakima gulped nervously, wondering what she was going to say to Ben now that she was showered, dressed, and heading back to her car. Modeling was something she really enjoyed, but today had been... exciting! Exhilarating! And a little scary if she was being honest. She knew that you were more durable than your tiny frame suggested, but Yakima couldn't help but flinching every time you took a particularly brutal beating from one of the other models- whether it was disappearing under Olivia's feet, Cori's boobs, Midori's and Kat's butts...
And she had to fight the little voice in the back of her head that told her that she was in fact enjoying playing with tiny, helpless little Ben. Dragging him across her smooth stomach, stuffing him into her cleavage, and of course- smushing him under her butt. That was the catalyst for how all of this had happened in the first place!
As he was now, Ben was currently whole and hearty, still safely held in her hands as she walked to her car. Neither of them had said anything to the other since Yakima had left the building at the end of her modeling session, and she was starting to get worried.
Yakima hadn't known him for long- but she knew that she liked spending time with him! She hoped her new friend wasn't mad at her.
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Down in Yakima's hands, you were recovering from the shock of the day. Being used as a doll to supplement the model's photoshoots had been wild- never in your life would you have expected to spend an afternoon in the company of a group of mega-babes being passed around them and pressed into their bodies. That was the kind of thing you'd only dreamed of up till now!
You just wished that being used by the models hadn't entailed being 'used and abused' by some of them. Olivia was the worst offender, but all of them (except maybe Yakima herself) had gotten a little rough with you at some point. Still, you didn't hold anything against any of them since other than Olivia you were certain they were just getting caught up in the moment.
And if you were being honest, you couldn't even be mad at Olivia. She was just too hot to stay mad at. Like, holy crap you'd never seen a woman as stacked as she was. Yakima's breasts were gigantic, and Cori's were just as huge- but Olivia was noticeably bigger than them by a full cup size at the absolute minimum. And her ass! Oh God, she had the biggest butt you'd ever seen- and when paired with her titanic rack you had to admit she had the single sexiest body you'd ever seen.
Of course, most of your thoughts about Olivia were the stuff of fantasies, because you really didn't care for her personality, to put it lightly. Yeah, real life Olivia was a goddess made flesh, but that didn't change the fact that she had a dirt-poor personality. Maybe she was a different person in private, but you doubted you'd ever get the chance to find out.
"Ben? Are you okay?" Yakima's soft, worried voice roused you from your not-totally wholesome thoughts.
"Huh? Yeah, I guess I'm fine. Just recovering. Today was... pretty wild." You finished lamely, not sure what else to say.
"Ben, I am so sorry! I never meant for any of that to happen to you! You must be so mad at me!" Yakima fretted. Before she could go too far down that rabbit hole, you calmed her down.
"No, no- I'm not mad! Yeah, I'm not gonna lie- getting squished under feet and in armpits isn't what I'd call a good time, and I was in pain sometimes... but at the end of the day all I can think about is that I made you and your coworkers happy. All of you looked like you were having a really good time... except Olivia, but I don't think she's capable of smiling anyway." Yakima cracked a smile at your last jab to her arrogant coworker, relieved that you weren't angry with her.
"Oh, Ben- you are so sweet, you know that! Really, where have you been all my life?" Yakima giggled, gently ruffling your hair with one finger.
You couldn't let Yakima find out the whole truth- being tossed around between humongous pairs of boobs and bulging bubble butts had been super-hot. Better to let Yakima think of you as a nice wholesome guy than as a little perv. But hey, who could blame you for getting aroused by spending time pressed up to huge butts and snuggled up to huge boobs? You might've been tiny, but you were functioning, healthy male.
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Happy that Her's and Ben's friendship hadn't been tarnished by her unknowingly roping him into her modeling session for the afternoon, Yakima got into her car. She'd been able to hold Ben with one hand and unlock her car with the other, but now that she was in her car, she realized she needed to put Ben somewhere he'd be safe.
"Um, Ben? This is going to be a little awkward, but I'm gonna put you back in my bra for the ride home. I don't want to leave you out on the seat or in the cupholder where you could get thrown around."
Holy cow, this day just kept getting better and better!
"Uh, sure Yakima. I don't have a problem with that. Are you sure you're fine with that?"
Feeling a little less awkward now, Yakima laughed off your question.
"Oh, don't worry about it, Ben! Today's photoshoot really broke the ice between us. Most guys I date don't even last the second date without trying to grab my boobs, but here we are not even dating, and I've already lost count of the number of times I had you between my girls today!" And besides, you weren't going between her boobs again. Yakima brought you down to the low neckline of the tank top she'd changed into and slipped you down into the depths, just about dead center of the neckline.
You were left pinned to the huge, soft bulk of the breast as Yakima deposited you just under the rim of the bra cup, leaving your arms, shoulders, neck and head to poke out from over top the rim of the undergarment. Not like you could see much, the white surface of Yakima's tank top extended over your head leaving you unable to see anything except for what light filtered through the material.
"Alright! We're off, Ben! Uh... just promise me you won't tell my family that the reason you came with me is because you were stuck to my butt. I'll think of some other explanation, I promise!" Yakima said, not wanting to tarnish her reputation with her host family so soon after moving in with them.
What happens next?
1. Yakima goes back to the house and gives you back to your mom, coming up with an excuse for why you spent the afternoon with her.
2. Yakima gets back to the house and is greeted with a worried Kim, who has been looking for you for several hours.
3. Yakima decides to grab some fast food with you as a treat for being such a good sport.
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